A Little Girl Growing
By Bill Jutz
Poems about the LBGT experience
Presented by Spero Publishing
Smashwords Edition
Cover photograph by Rebekah Leddon
Interior art by Andrea Potts
Copyright 2011 Spero Publishing, Madison, WI
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See inside the unique LBGTQ experience with this collection of poetry by Bill “Corinne” Jutz. Sixty one poems capture the feelings of a person experiencing something outside the norm of human experience. Join Bill on this investigation of what it is to be human…and come away changed.
A Little Girl Growing. Do you feel out of place? Left out, nowhere for you? Outcast, from society, your friends, your family?
Then these words are for you.
A reflection of your thoughts. Poems of sadness, poems of despair. Poems to heal these wounds. Some hopeful, some happy. Some with humor that will make you laugh. For if we cannot laugh, the burden we carry is even harder. These words are far better than any drug. They bring hope, ease the sadness we all shoulder. Read on. Find yourself in these words. I hope they inspire help you to be proud. Open and honest. Proud to be who you are. Maybe help you reconnect with family and friends. Help them to understand how you feel, who you are. Like the little girl in me. Move on, move forward. Bless you all, most of all. Good luck. A Little Girl Growing... Well what do you think?
Thanks!
---Bill
Dedications
For Elaine, who saw my gift and gave me the encouragement to use it.
For my many friends in the LBGTQ community.
For every one who travels this rocky path.
And most of all to my Mother. . .
. . . I wish I had half the courage that she had.
“For Amiee”
No I’m not the
prettiest flower
I am unique
I am different
Does this make
me bad
I ‘m not a weed
That needs to be pulled
Look at me
I’m pretty special
For
I know what I am
Not the same as you
Don’t push me
aside
There’s room for me and you
I didn’t ask to be me
I
just am
So please don’t be
mean
And you might see inside
It hurts when you don’t
And
don’t see past
My pain and torment
I just am
Don’t be mean to
me
What did I do to you
I’m not like
you
So what
I can’t hurt you
By not being like you
For I am what I am
Not the prettiest flower
Different
“Pride”
I am brave
I have
to be proud
I didn’t ask to be
me
I will not hide in shame
I must be proud
Nothing to Wear
The female lament
“I
have nothing to wear”
And how true that is
Nothing to
wear
Shoes that don’t go
This dress doesn’t fit
But it
will clash
Its last seasons
I can’t possibly wear that
again
I’m too fat, too skinny
It makes me look fat
The
color is all wrong
Not that old thing
But I wore that last
time
Someone else will wear the same thing
“oh, I couldn’t
possibly”
Can we go now
But honey I want to look my
best
Suites, skirts, dresses, slacks, blouses, and tops
Just
look at it all
Shoes I can’t begin to count
Yet nothing to
wear
Why even my panties and bras
That no one will ever see
How
could I
Again that familiar lament
Honey just see for
yourself
I have nothing to wear
Yes dear, I see
The closet
is full
And still I hear you say
Over and over
Time and time
again
That you have nothing to wear
I hear you dear
Look I’m
dressed
Ready to go, hurry up
I’m trying, don’t rush me
My
hair is a mess
Oh no, I‘ve got a run
My makeup is all
wrong
Do I look ok hon
Yes dear can we go now please
Oh wait
this makes me look fat
Yes dear
They why don’t you wear
this
But I’ve worn that a 1,000 times
what more is there to
say
so I’ll say it again
I have nothing to wear
